A matter of Heft
Jeff slowed the car, again. He peered ahead, but the headlights barely cut through this rain. He had a difficult time making out the road. "Where did this storm come from?" he wondered....
Corrupted Candyland
One fine night in the kingdom, the monarch walked out onto the fancy looking balcony. Even though he had nice hard hooves they didn't make a clopping noise on the floor as he walked. It seemed a little dark, until the king's conical and tri-coloured...
They Came From the Pages
However, i could only snort while rolling my eyes in disdain while listening to that absurd toon logic. spike then asked, "well... what about me? can i help?"